Inspired by a paining at the Wilson Gallery March 2017 The bridge was fragmented arches Three of them, crossing the river With grey stone feet Growing slimy from the water The spill and stuck around them Remnants of a tower still rose On one side, but not it’s twin Nothing but decay Little windows stared […]
Beautiful angel drinking red wine I see her eyes on fire And I know the blood is mine Heavenly angel setting out bait I know it’s a trap But its also my fait Shining bright angel walking the earth I hear her singing The songs of my birth Beautiful angel lips ruby red I feel […]
The forest is dark, the trees – their branches are heavy with leaves of dark maroon, their trunks are stark white and smooth, you walk here, with warmth on your breath, clouds bloom from you, white and incandescent, a veil pours from you, drifting up that’s also down, so dark though the sun is a […]
I did not want to I did not want to hate I did all I could to love But it stuck in my thought Memories would not let me abide And it wound around me Gorrotting hope from the inside Stumbling I was a nugget not a pearl Swerlling in the currents Abbradded I lay […]